[review] Ghost in the Shell (2017)

Ghost in the Shell (2017) surprised me. It isn't perfect, but it ended up being way better than I thought it would be. A lot of "hard-core" GitS fans were disappointed apparently, but, considering the quality of other film adaptations of anime, they were being unduly harsh. The Plot One of the major complaints about... Continue Reading →

All life is dangerous. We forget that,we who have been reared in one of the small pockets of civilization. For that is all that civilization really is, Easterbrook. Small pockets of men here and there  who have gathered together for mutual protection and  who thereby are able to outwit and control Nature. They have beaten the jungle – but that victory is only temporary. At any moment, the jungle will once more take command. Proud cities that were, are now mere mounds of earth, overgrown with rank vegetation, and the poor hovels of men who just manage to keep alive, no more. Life is always dangerous – never forget that. in the end, perhaps, not only great natural forces, but the work of our own hands may destroy it. We are very near to that happening at this moment…”

-Christie, The Pale Horse, 182.

[posting][poetry] Sonnet I

These chains of thought which bind my heart to thine (Yes, I am captive of your Siren's heart) Hold bitter dreams of love ne'er to be mine And broken hopes of two lives kept apart. This slavery of soul, unbeknownst to you, Restricts my path and turns my eyes away From all that lies before... Continue Reading →

[translation] 登鹳鹊楼 (Ascending White Stork Tower) by 王之涣 (Wang ZhiHuan)

登鹳鹊楼 王之涣 白日依山尽, 黄河入海流。 欲穷千里目, 更上一层楼。 Ascending White Stork Tower by Wang ZhiHuan The white sun sets behind the mountains, the yellow rivers flow into the sea. If you want to view limitless expanses, ascend one more level. I find this poem really interesting. The final two lines literally say, "If you want to see... Continue Reading →

“Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.”

-G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy  

[quote] Gerard Manley Hopkins – Pied Beauty

Glory be to God for dappled things –    For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;       For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;    Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;       And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange;    Whatever is... Continue Reading →

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